Chapter 801: Chapter 802: You think if you don’t tell me, I can’t find out?
Although such luxurious architecture did not astonish Huo Yishan, since her family’s Presidential Residence was also very opulent.
Upon entering the living room, Li Yuan pulled her to sit on the sofa. Li Wanxing quickly brought the medicine box, and Xia Ximeng stood by, fearful that her son might need anything.
Li Yuan knelt before her to check the injury, which had already turned noticeably red.
"Does it still hurt?"
Facing his tenderness, Huo Yishan naturally assumed it was all part of the act, "It’s nothing serious."
"Let’s put some medicine on it."
Although the injury wasn’t severe, Li Yuan still personally applied some ointment for bruises and sprains.
Xia Ximeng watched quietly and suddenly noticed a faint scar on her calf that obviously had been stitched up, suggesting it was a recent wound.
"What happened to your calf?" Seeing the future daughter-in-law ’covered in scars,’ Xia Ximeng couldn’t help but show concern.
Huo Yishan smiled and was about to speak, but Li Yuan spoke first, "She got hurt while working before; she was still recovering. Since she’ll be busy next month, I brought her back earlier so you could meet her!"
Hearing this, Xia Ximeng’s face showed tenderness, "You child, why rush to bring her back when she’s injured? What if the wound gets infected?"
Looking at his mother, Li Yuan smiled, "Have you forgotten what your son does for a living?"
Xia Ximeng smiled warmly, "You child, nearly 28 and still can’t kick the habit of talking back."
"Isn’t it because I wanted to ease your worries that I hurriedly brought her back?"
"Indeed, all out of filial piety!"
"Then, Mother, are you satisfied?"
Xia Ximeng glanced at Huo Yishan, "Satisfied, as long as you like her, I’m satisfied!"
Li Yuan chuckled softly and couldn’t resist hugging his mother, "You know me best."
"Who would understand my son if not me?"
The mother and son exchanged smiles. Having traveled on a plane for eight hours to arrive, Xia Ximeng, concerned that Huo Yishan might be tired and with her foot injured, suggested she rest upstairs.
As they went upstairs, Li Xiangyang also returned. Seeing his son about to go upstairs, he called out, "Li Yuan."
Li Yuan turned and, seeing his father had come back, did not go upstairs.
Xia Ximeng glanced at father and son, then personally escorted Huo Yishan to the second floor.
"Have a good rest."
Huo Yishan nodded, and Xia Ximeng turned and left.
The moment the door closed, Huo Yishan turned her head, surveying the bedroom dominated by black and gray tones—simple yet stylish.
But doesn’t seem like a guest room, does it?
Whatever, I’ll just take a nap first!
After an eight-hour flight and being particularly restrained afterward, she was indeed tired. She lay down on the bed and fell asleep within minutes.
Downstairs in the living room.
Li Xiangyang sat upright, his deep gaze on Li Yuan who was in the single-seater sofa opposite him.
"What’s the background of this girl anyway?"
Looking at his father, Li Yuan’s expression became slightly somber, "I hope father will show some respect. Until you accept her, I’d rather not say too much. But rest assured, as far as the matching of our families goes, there’s no need to worry."
"If that’s the case, why can’t you tell?"
"I’ve already made my reasons very clear."
"Do you think if you don’t tell me, I won’t find out?"
Li Yuan’s eyes lifted slightly before he let out a somewhat impatient sigh.
"Suit yourself!"
He stood up, no longer paying attention to his father, and turned towards the stairs.
Watching his retreating figure heading upstairs, Li Xiangyang remained silent, but Xia Ximeng couldn’t help but speak.